it comes in pints?

Not retarded, just obsessed...

I trust that you are putting one on the apartment door!

You really *can* find everything on the internet. Nicely done.

*sn-word*

Yayyyyyyy!!!

I had some help finding them from some other Sydheads. Seriously, you guys do NOT want to know how many other people have ordered these things. I even ordered 2 so that I could send one to a girl in England who can't get them delivered.

The original one in his house got stolen while the auctioneers where showing it. Whoever did that is an ASSHOLE.

Are you preparing for this week's "With knobs on!!!" fest?

Ricki,
Slight explanation here.

That was a door in Syd Barrett's house.

//The original one in his house got stolen while the auctioneers where showing it. Whoever did that is an ASSHOLE.//

Vulture. Makes me mad.

I know. I mean, I wanted it pretty bad, but geez, I wouldn't have lifted it from a dead guy's house.

It's similar to those evil witches who kept getting rid of Sylvia Plath's epitaph - like - completely depriving Plath's family of having a nice normal grave to go visit. grrrrrrr.

Morons.

Oh, those bitches piss me OFF. Who in the hell are they to decide what her headstone should read? Why don't they all get together in one place where they can hang a big portrait of Ted Hughes and spend ten minutes screaming and throwing rotton tomatoes at it to get it out of their system?

And - uhm - Sylvia had a FAMILY. Who might like to rest flowers on her grave! But no. This is too bourgeois for their crazy poetess they adore so they have to freakin' chisel the damn epitaph off.

No wonder Frieda's pissed. I would be too.

Yeah - go have your Wiccan ritual in your backyard somehwere - and burn Ted Hughes in effigy - but leave her grave alone!!

I cannot stand people who think of famous celebrities in such abstract terms that they don't take the time to think about the REAL people involved with REAL feelings. Like, um, maybe it's upsetting to people that knew and loved Sylvia when her grave is vanalized? How self-righteous and irrationally angry does one person have to be?

A lot of this was going around when the Barrett family first allowed the news that his stuff was going up for auction. A bunch of Sydheads were all "how can they sell his stuff? And how could they do it so soon?" Um...maybe because they had weeks to prepare for his death as he was dying of cancer? Maybe because they aren't sentimental people who think a hippo door knob possesses a piece of his soul? Maybe because they think most of it is junk and aren't interested? Maybe their fond memories are fucking enough without needing some object to touch? Grrr. The worst part is, a lot of this chatter was going on at sites that some of the Barretts actually READ. Fuck off and see how you like it when you're grieving over a loved one and trying to put a finish to their affairs while having hundreds of strangers critically judge you because you're not going about it they way THEY think you should.

Right. Those types of fans just can't separate themselves and realize: uhm, you are not a member of the family. You love him in ANOTHER way, and yay for you ... but back off. I love Cary Grant but I don't have the delusion that I love him in a better and more real way than, you know, HIS DAUGHTER.

Good lord. Two Sylvia Plath references in one day. That's more than I've seen in about 10 years.

I know Emily and I have discussed this before - on her site and on mine. One of the first posts I ever read of hers (besides the Germaine Greer post - hahaha) was one entitled J'accuse Ted Hughes, I believe. And I thought:

Ohmigod, a Plath fan who ALSO thinks Ted Hughes got a raw deal??

We are a rare rare breed.

Emily - I have no idea why I have such vivid memories of those old posts of yours. hahaha J'accuse Ted Hughes! Did I totally make that up??

No...I vaguely remember writing those. I think I called it Je n'est pas accuse or something afte a poem some dried up old trout wrote called "J'accuse Ted Hughes" or whatever.

The thing I don't understand about those Plath fans that blame Hughes is that, if they're so frickin' rabid, how can they possibly think he is the one who made her fragile. Like, um...have you even READ The Bell Jar?

So Emily, what do you do with purple hippo knob?

Wait... Nevermind. Don't answer that.

I think they actually realize , in their heart of hearts (or perhaps even LOWER) that they want to f*** Ted Hughes. They want to f*** Ted Hughes in the same way that every woman who ever freakin' met him wanted to f*** Ted Hughes. Because he was hot. And the crones hate themselves for this "weakness".

This is my pop-psychology analysis. Do not tell Tom Crooze. Thanks.

It's too late to bring in Crooze anyway. I bet he could have cured Sylvia's depression with his niacin and sauna treatments. If only she'd had a Clam in her life.

Maybe Sylvia's evil mother was actually a clam!!! Aurelia Plath, steaming across the ocean to save the day with dianetics. If only Syl had listened.

I think the Crooze also wants to f*** Ted Hughes, actually...

Excellent point, Nightfly. Excellent point.